Chapter 1: Satisfaction and Twisted Pleasure
The sky was dark, and moonlight poured down from the horizon, sprinkling over the entire villa.
"Madam, the food is cold. Do you need me to heat it up again?"
Aunt Liu lowered her voice and asked the hostess who was sitting at the dining table.
Mingzhu looked up at the exquisite wall clock, the intricately carved hands of which were about to overlap.
There are ten minutes left until midnight.
This day will pass like this.
"No need, Aunt Liu, you should go and rest first."
Aunt Liu looked at Mingzhu's thin figure hesitantly.
Finally, he nodded and tiptoed out of the restaurant.
Today is Mr. and Mrs. Sheng’s tenth wedding anniversary.
But Sheng Yuan not only did not go home today, he didn't even call to say hello.
Aunt Liu has been a nanny in the Sheng family for almost ten years.
Sheng Yuan specially hired someone to take care of Mingzhu's diet.
She witnessed the sweet love between the two when they were newlyweds.
Looking at such a bleak situation now, I can't help but sigh.
Mingzhu picked up the phone and dialed Sheng Yuan's number again.
The familiar exclusive ringtone rang in her ears.
This was specially customized by Sheng Yuan when they first got together.
At that time, Sheng Yuan said, as long as he heard this ringtone.
He will definitely pick up the call as soon as possible.
But now until the ringtone is played completely again.
Still no one answered the phone.
Click——
The hour hand jumped to twelve o'clock, completely coinciding with the minute hand.
Mingzhu had never been treated so coldly by others.
In her life, there have always been other people who have been trying to get close to her.
Sheng Yuan became more and more unscrupulous, coming home later and later, and even not returning home at all.
Even the wedding anniversary can be completely forgotten.
Mingzhu stood up and looked at the food on the table that had already gone cold.
There was a look of helpless anger on his face.
Her beautiful lips were pressed into a straight line, and her lip color was a little pale.
Such blatant neglect.
Mingzhu couldn't swallow this humiliation no matter what.
She is now forty-two years old.
Then she was pursued by others for forty-two years.
Mingzhu had never thought about it, and it was impossible for her to think about it.
As time goes by, there will be times when you are alone and forgotten at home.
"Hello, Mr. Sheng."
Aunt Liu wiped her hands on her apron and waited nervously for Sheng Yuan's response.
"Well, what happened?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was cold and distant.
"Madam hasn't eaten for a day."
Aunt Liu looked at the untouched food on the plate.
This was delivered to Mingzhu's room at noon.
Now it was taken out intact.
"Why?" Sheng Yuan's tone was filled with obvious impatience.
Aunt Liu was a little stunned.
Obviously she didn't expect that Sheng Yuan and Mingzhu had become so distant.
If the previous Sheng Yuan heard her say that Mingzhu didn’t eat.
I will definitely put down everything I am doing and rush back immediately.
Coaxing with gentle voice and persuading in various ways.
I won’t feel relieved until I see Mingzhu finish her meal.
Now all that remains is a cold and hard question: why?
His tone was full of impatience and boredom.
It seemed that he was very troubled by Mingzhu's inexplicable behavior and was exhausted from dealing with it.
Aunt Liu spoke up to remind them.
"Sir, yesterday was the tenth anniversary of your marriage to your wife."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sheng Yuan's body stiffened for a moment, and even his breathing stopped.
But he soon returned to normal, as if the momentary stiffness was just an illusion.
Sheng Yuan's voice was eerily calm.
"Okay, I'll go back after this meeting."
In the evening, Sheng Yuan returned home and tried the bedroom door lock.
As expected, the door was locked.
This has always been Mingzhu's habit.
Sheng Yuan skillfully found the spare key and opened the bedroom door.
The curtains were drawn and the lights were off, so the room was very dark.
The bright light from outside shone through.
Sheng Yuan could only vaguely see a small figure curled up on the large bed.
"Why don't you eat all day?"
An extremely cold and low voice.
Sheng Yuan continued speaking without waiting for Mingzhu to answer.
"I forgot that yesterday was our wedding anniversary."
Sheng Yuan paused, as if realizing that his tone was too cold and harsh.
He softened his tone slightly, "Zhuzhu, it's my fault, don't be angry."
But Mingzhu still lay in bed without saying a word.
There was a long silence in the room and no response at all.
Sheng Yuan narrowed his eyes impatiently, and a nameless anger surged in his chest.
Sheng Yuan really didn't know how the Ming family could raise such a spoiled and willful eldest daughter.
She is already forty-two years old this year, not twenty-four.
Why do we still have the habit of going on a hunger strike and ignoring others when we are angry?
Decades have passed without any progress.
"Mingzhu! Speak! Are you mute?"
A sudden rise in pitch.
Sheng Yuan could see the figure on the bed move a little, but the back still showed resistance.
"I'm very busy every day. Can you please stop being unreasonable?"
Sheng Yuan seemed to have kept these words in his heart for a long time.
Now I can say it freely.
He actually felt a little happy.
"It's just a wedding anniversary. Is forgetting it so important? We have many more wedding anniversaries to celebrate in the future. What on earth is bothering you?"
Endless negative emotions enveloped Mingzhu.
Sheng Yuan heard the response from the bed as he wished.
Suppressed, quiet sobs, feeling extremely aggrieved.
In the past, let alone Mingzhu crying, he would feel distressed for a long time even if she frowned.
"You're already forty-two years old, can't you be a little more mature?"
The two people have lived together for so many years.
Sheng Yuan knew best what Mingzhu could not accept.
He accurately hit Mingzhu's most sensitive spot.
So after these words were spoken, even the soft sobbing in the room disappeared.
Sheng Yuan then saw Mingzhu lift the quilt.
He walked up to him, lowered his head, and reached out to push him out the door.
"Get out...get out...you are not allowed to come in..."
Sheng Yuan was almost amused.
He is 42 years old, but his way of solving problems is still so childish.
"Mingzhu, are you childish? Do you think you are still young?"
Sheng Yuan couldn't bear it any longer and roared hysterically.
It lingers in a quiet room.
Mingzhu raised her head with tears in her eyes and looked at Sheng Yuan.
But I could only see his impatient brows and cold gaze.
"I don't want you to care, get out right now."
Sheng Yuan watched as tears welled up in Mingzhu's eyes and then slid down from the corners of her eyes.
For a moment, his eyes were fixed on the tear and he was reluctant to move away.
The strange sense of satisfaction and twisted pleasure in his heart was almost overwhelming him.
Pearl is undoubtedly beautiful, compared to the thrilling moments of her youth.
Today's beauty has gone through the precipitation of time and has become more like a pearl.
“This is my home.”
Sheng Yuan could hear his own cold voice.
The ruthless words came out of his mouth: "If anyone should leave, it should be you."
Sheng Yuan looked at Mingzhu's lowered head.
In the dim room, he could see specks of light on each of the falling tears.
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